SUGE REMIX

 

they say im the life of the party who gon top that

step to my height need a top hat

good music im the linc dont talk back

in the booth put a pistol to ya cap let it cock back

if you a rat it goes ratitatat

im a baddy with a bad back

from lifting the crew, now we blessed hashtag that

superman with a hash mark on my bag

but still hit the supermarket and pop tags

wont stop that, my stocks been up like the nasdaq, thats cash cash cash oooo yeah

acting bad bad bad, feeling like caesar

back stab stab blood thicker than wine

goat mode resurrected on time

bet you mad, im glad, tear into your temples

i aint no fad, and i aint no fan of no fake bitches

i made a plan then came with it

men with power, i got the same itches

command and control we in the same business, and if i get it now or later its the same difference

l aint cross stitching, we just made different, huh

yeah i said we made different

i seem bigger cause im magnificent

you just mad, belligerent,

fighting air, throwing hands on the internet

if i pull up on to ur router you dont wanna get into it

ip pussys gone mask, i get intimate

talk smack to ya face, im legitimate

ignore the hate i got bigger fish

whose da baby when they call for a hit

see i know whose the bigger bitch

its like cat fighting with pussys whats the benefit

since age six, i pack six yeah i been fit

every girl knows i got a bigger dick

so dont measure to me, or my trigger will click

goddamn

 

 

You motherfuckers thought this was a game.

Spit fuckin' flames, status quo to maintain.

We're not the same, I pack gats like John Wayne.

Spray these bloodstains, bitch I can't be contained.

Decay, seize, obtain, trick, I'm bringing the pain.

Hey, better stay back, don't act like you know me from way back.

Murder people, I'm the fuckin' needle, you're the haystack.

Missed me with that gay shit, everyday I fade tricks.

Yeah, I'm still in this bitch, killing critics and shit.

No one is safe, I'm a sinister wraith who stay filling up graves.

Make no mistake, this is my food, stay the fuck off my plate.

Ain't no debate, I will not hesitate to kill these feather weights.

Pack 80 blades, got bazookas, grenades, got distaste for these snakes.

Send all these fakes straight to heaven's gate, witness this evil I generate.

Great, Armageddon, lethal state of mind, every thought is a weapon.

There ain't no question, I'm murking your section, I act with aggression.

You're all just rookies, don't fuck with this veteran, I will forever win.

None of y'all measuring up, all your shots missing, I'm Kyle Kashuv.

Bitch better move, I'm tryna improve, don't give a fuck who approves.

Spitting my truth, I got something to prove.

Hell nah, y'all can't handle it, call you Tom Cruise.

Spit verbal bullets, John Wilkes in the Booth.

Bite my style, lose a tooth, I'm ashamed of the youth.

Right, I'm wild, confused and insane, now I'm raising the roof.

Blazing these goofs, quick salute to the troops, now I'm hazing these dudes.

30 more seconds, chose hell over heaven.

Inhale your last breath, then I'm making a mess when I peel off your flesh.

Won't be impressed til I beat you death, ain't got nothing to stress.

First to aggress, we will keep beefing unless you surrender.

All this bullshit, I will return to sender.

Call me Nic Cage, I'm a national treasure.

You can't handle the pressure, I dismantle and sever.

Up for whatever, it's clear that I'm fresher, I'm too fuckin' clever.

All these bitches, they stare when I enter, center of attention.

Feeling all this tension, accept nothing less than perfection.

My patience wears thin, these inept kids can't defend.